Jesse was a good boy
though everybody wondered
who his father was.
Jesse was a good boy
though he left his mama
before she thought he should.
Jesse talked to his teachers
about politics and the world.
Jesse questioned
everything he could.
Jesse was a good man
though he partied with the sinners
and he poured his wine.
Jesse was a good man,
he made a lot of friends
on the other side.
Now Jesse was never arrested
but the cops had him in mind.
Jesse could've run,
but he knew he'd never hide.
And I wanna be like Jesse
I hope he calls me his friend,
I wanna be like Jesse
with a helping hand to lend.
Jesse was a poor man,
he never earned a penny
and he never tried.
Jesse was a poor man,
he wasn't rich but he was
wealthy on the inside.
Now Jesse drew a lot of
attention from the cameras
and he loved to do his thing.
Jesse was a teacher,
but the world called him a king.
Jesse was a strange man,
he never tried to be a rebel
like the people said.
Jesse was a strange man,
all the politicians wanted
to see Jesse dead.
Jesse rode in through
the streets of the city
on the shoulders of his friends.
Jesse knew his journey
was about to reach an end.
Jesse was a dead man,
shot down by his own people
outside city hall.
Jesse was a dead man,
all his friends denied they
even knew him at all...
...but Jesse was stronger
than death itself,
and he kissed his grave goodbye.
Jesse's still alive,
and you know he'll never die.
And I wanna be like Jesse
I hope he calls me his friend,
I wanna be like Jesse
walk with him until the end.
though everybody wondered
who his father was.
Jesse was a good boy
though he left his mama
before she thought he should.
Jesse talked to his teachers
about politics and the world.
Jesse questioned
everything he could.
Jesse was a good man
though he partied with the sinners
and he poured his wine.
Jesse was a good man,
he made a lot of friends
on the other side.
Now Jesse was never arrested
but the cops had him in mind.
Jesse could've run,
but he knew he'd never hide.
And I wanna be like Jesse
I hope he calls me his friend,
I wanna be like Jesse
with a helping hand to lend.
Jesse was a poor man,
he never earned a penny
and he never tried.
Jesse was a poor man,
he wasn't rich but he was
wealthy on the inside.
Now Jesse drew a lot of
attention from the cameras
and he loved to do his thing.
Jesse was a teacher,
but the world called him a king.
Jesse was a strange man,
he never tried to be a rebel
like the people said.
Jesse was a strange man,
all the politicians wanted
to see Jesse dead.
Jesse rode in through
the streets of the city
on the shoulders of his friends.
Jesse knew his journey
was about to reach an end.
Jesse was a dead man,
shot down by his own people
outside city hall.
Jesse was a dead man,
all his friends denied they
even knew him at all...
...but Jesse was stronger
than death itself,
and he kissed his grave goodbye.
Jesse's still alive,
and you know he'll never die.
And I wanna be like Jesse
I hope he calls me his friend,
I wanna be like Jesse
walk with him until the end.